Chapter 1357: Disciple disciples are available!

The first thousand three hundred and fifty-seven chapters of the Temple of War Temple disciples are here!
The Tianlong Emperor heard the words, and his heart suddenly relieved and guarded for 5,000 years. He also planned to stay here for tens of thousands of years. It was equivalent to moving from the Tianlong Palace to the Qin Tang Empire and changing his residence. It doesn’t matter, he The self in the heart comforts, and the cold sweat on the forehead is gradually decreasing.
Tianlong Emperor was conquered?
Become the town of the Qin and Tang dynasties?
Hundreds of thousands of monks nearby have different expressions, marvels, envy, envy, and worship and admiration.
"As for you..."
Ning Qi faintly swept a nearby monk, "The dragon demon family trusts him, I can't control it, but the human race is dependent on the aliens to help, it is a big sin."
The Dragon Emperor looked at each other and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the Terran monks who had turned to the Emperor Tianlong looked at Ning Qi with horror.
"The disciples of the Temple of War can be there!"
Ning Qi faint road.
His voice is not big, but the hundreds of thousands of monks present are clearly heard.
Temple of War!
These three words, many of the monks present were as good as they were a hundred years ago.
"in!"
A stock of breath rushed from the nearby monks. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures stood in the void, looking at Ning Qi, waiting for orders.
Xiaoyueer, Zuo Linger, Niu Dazhuang, Luo Tianhua, the nine emperors of the Kyushu Empire, Su Hongwen, and so on, the existence of the singer in the Temple of War, at this moment also stood in the void, coldly watching the people who have invested in the Tianlong Emperor,
Tianlong Emperor saw that the second woman was also a French-French monk. She could not help but look at the people who depended on him. "I can’t protect myself now, you will give him a gas..."
"The guy who just stood next to me turned out to be a disciple of the Temple of War, Ning Beixuan's men!"
Many monks had a shocking color on their faces, and then they regretted it for a while. They knew that they should be with others at the time, and they would make a good relationship. Maybe they will have the opportunity to enter the Temple of War in the future.
If you are not good, there is a disciple of the Temple of War as a friend. This is enough in the land of Dong Xuan.
"He, he wants to kill all of us?"
"Flee!"
A total of more than 200,000 people who had relied on the Tianlong Emperor, chose to escape after the panic.
"Go."
Ning Qi nodded faintly.
"Where to go!"
Xiaoyueer and Zuo Linger sighed softly, and there was a Taiji figure on their heads. They directly suppressed the group of monks who fled and fled. In an instant, there were tens of thousands of monks killed by this Taiji figure. The rest of the monks saw the horror of the heart, and the strength of the breastfeeding escaped!
As for the Terran monks who did not rely on the Emperor of Heaven, they were very deflated, and they were also astonished at the means of the two women.
"I am afraid... is it a French monk?"
"It should be, in the group of people who just died, there are several eternal life peaks. In addition to the law-related monks, who can kill them with such an understatement?"
"The Temple of War... As the name suggests! These ones are all God of War..."
A young monk, who showed the color of worship, muttered to himself, and made a decision in his heart. In any case, he was looking for a chance to worship the Temple of War. Only in this way would he not come to the world!
"Moon, Linger, you can do it lightly, leave us some people."
Niu Da Zhuang screamed, and changed the giant Titan's legacy, the giants who reached hundreds of feet, punched out and could kill three or four thousand monks, mainly because they were too scattered, or they could hit More.
This punch, in the eyes of swordsman and other law-related monks, but Err, but compared to Xiaoyueer and Zuo Linger's means, Niu Dazhuang this move, even more shocking.
"Isn't that the big brother of the Yunzong ancestor Niu Dazhuang? He, how could he be so strong?"
A monk was stunned and couldn't believe it.
"Hey? Miscellaneous disciples? Do you know him?"
The nearby monk Qiqi looked at him.
The monk quickly nodded: "I recognize that more than a hundred years ago, I was also a confidant disciple of Yunzong. Later, I did not break through to the king of the fighting and was driven down the mountain. At that time, I lived in the same yard with Niu Dazhuang. At that time, his repair was a little worse than me! If it wasn’t for me that I accidentally broke into the realm of the Emperor, I’m afraid I can’t live today...

Everyone heard the words, and suddenly looked at the sky like a giant with a look of envy, and said that the monk had seven or eight points.
After all, Ning Qi’s rise was in the Yunzong, and later the elder disciples of the entire Zongmen disappeared. Some people rumored that they were taken to the Temple of War by Ning Qi.
"I don't think of it, a comrade who was not a fighter in the beginning, and in just over a hundred years, he has grown to this step..."
The confession disciples, the qualifications are definitely very poor, can have the current cultivation, will be related to Ning Qi, they regret it, I know that today, if I entered the cloud, then today I may become the group of killing gods at this moment. One of them, admired by thousands of people, envious!
Huang Yitao, Kong Tianqi, Cao Zheng, a famous son of the singer who was famous in Beijing in the past 100 years, is now cold-faced and uses various means to kill one and another monk.
"They... are they so strong?"
Zhan Taiqing and Liu Suifeng stunned.
Qin Yao, Qin Long, Qin Yingding and others who stood next to Qin Zheng were envious and obsessed with Huang Taotao.
Huangfu Zhengxiao, Cao Dinglong and others, happy and caressing smile, this is the opportunity! Who can think of Huangpu Tao and others who were incompatible with Ningqi, and today, they will become disciples of the Temple of War, and even worship the famous teacher. With the means of today?
In their eyes, each of them is not weaker than the square of the battlefield. At this moment, like the chopping vegetables, they are harvested by Huang Yitao and others.
"If I remember correctly, the group of guys, more than a hundred years ago, was the existence of Dong Xuan's land. The so-called Tianjiao of the Qin and Tang dynasties, but only one of them is repairing?"
Chu Feng sucked a cold breath.
Yu Wen empty smiled and nodded: "No flow? Now I wait in their eyes, this is not influx!"
"Unfortunately, if I followed Ning Beixuan in the beginning, maybe today I can also be so hearty and killing!"
Someone regrets.
"Don't you forget? The heads of our major families, elders, seem to be in the Temple of War. If you have the chance to see them, you may be able to worship the Temple of War."
"Yes! No matter how bad it is, Fang Fangfang and Fang of Fangjia are not disciples of the Temple of War. Let them ask for help!"
Suddenly, everyone was somewhat moved.
"Not as good as... we also kill?"
Chu Feng suddenly suggested.
Everyone gave a slight glimpse. The next moment, almost tacitly rushed toward the low-ranking monks who had invested in the Dragon Emperor. They couldn't cope with it, but these little shrimps and fish could still fight.
With their beginnings, the rest of the monks also basically reacted. The hundreds of thousands of monks were encircling the fleeing figures. They thought it was very simple. They only showed up in front of Ningqi, and they were fancy. What?